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>>50473675
My spoken word poem for Seiga:

Holy fuck those tits are fat

>>50473675
Something tells me Marry isn't going to appreciate your efforts anon

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Wrote this about Marisa stealing a book a while ago.

When once again the stars draw near
And not one sound perturbs the ear,
When on the pillow lay their head
All from that mansion, sunset-red,

Then, all of nature goes to slumber,
Even those tengu, in great number,
Then, no one dares to even twitch
Except Marisa, the black witch

For hours she has been preparing,
To do her mission, wild and daring,
To come and steal all she can see
From the red mansion's library

Upon her broom with speed approaching
And from the mansion's roof encroaching,
Shifting around every nook,
Allover looking for a book

She creeps beneath the Moon's pale shower
In every hall and every tower,
She ran around, no time to wait!
Until she saw that big wood gate

Then, with her angry laser beaming,
Perturbing a magician's dreaming,
Alas, alas, she's broken thru!
And then like lightning in she flew!

She stole one book, then stole another,
Carrying fother over fother,
But one the great noise chanced to hear,
Patchouli Knowledge came to see her

Marisa, with a smile, stood still
With pride that she had done her skill
"Why do you steal, you black-white witch,
You seek your cottage to enrich?"

"I do not steal riches to gain,
Nor from a book to train my brain,
Nor for my cottage's ornature,
I steal, for it is in my nature."

Th'magician then began to mutter
And magic spells began to utter,
Marisa, being on the marge
Began her lasers for to charge

Then light and light began to clash,
The library was in a flash!
But as the flash began to clean,
Marisa wasn't to be seen...

When once again the dawn draws near,
And the cock's crow perturbs the ear,
Marisa, with one book in hand
Says "It went better than I planned!"

>>50475351
Why?

>>50476700
the lack of rhyme in the last verse displease me.

A thread of simillar feeling
It's death won't be approaching

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today, you moped and lazed about the shrine
in a land of fantasy, your own is but a dime!
your god is ever silent, its faith in stagnation
inside this false paradise of pseudo elation...

your beat is done, no youkai to be found
the humans are sleeping, their fears settled down...
yet in your wish for sleep, for sake, then rest
one such youkai seems to enjoy being a pest!

six hours past nightfall, four until dawn
the nailing, the banging, it will not begone!
straw voodoo you see, and a face filled of glee
the maiden of paradise will not tolerate such tomfoolery!

begone from the shrine, begone from this plane;
one fantasy seal sends the youkai away, to her former domain!
the crow then soon follows, your anger to spare
for some time to come, they would certainly never dare!

you curl into your futon, the noise having ended
an incident having ceased, the magician apprehended.
no more youkai to exterminate, no villagers to protect
you dream of your shrine, many donations to collect

>>50485039
this is just ai crap.